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take a cold shower.”
    “Won’t be necessary.” She dashed back into the bathroom and came out holding another condom in her hand.
    He smiled. He liked the way she thought. “Where did you get that?” He tugged the towel off and draped her across his body. She smelled like coffee. “Condom and a cup of coffee?”
    “I had a bagel, too.” She smiled. “Better put that thing on before it’s too late.”
    He groaned as slipped the condom on, and then pointed to the bed. “You better get on your back before it’s too late.”
    “Right.” She laid herself on her back, spread eagle.
    “Nice.” He didn’t waste any time climbing on top of her sweet body and slipping his dick into her moist folds. “Not fair,” he whispered, brushing his lips against hers. “I want coffee, too.”
    She rolled her hips over him, slowly, then faster, then slow again as he nibbled on her breasts. “I brought you up some.”
    “How thoughtful,” he said, barely maintaining control. She knew exactly how to drive him to the brink. Saying his name as her insides tightened around him didn’t help make it last.
    She rubbed her clit against his pubic bone, rocking back and forth. Raspy breaths and soft moans escaped from her lips. He could feel her body shiver beneath his. Her orgasm clutched his cock. He rammed himself into her hard and deep, letting out a gut wrenching groan as his own climax ripped through his bloodstream. “Yeah, I like liking you more.”
    He’d barely had a moment to relax in the aftermath when a knock at the door startled him. “Are we expecting anyone?”
    “Yeah. Security to let you in and Kirk to help me pack.” She kissed his neck. “You need to get off me.”
    “No, I don’t.”
“Yeah. You do. I need to put some clothes on and answer the door.”
    “That sucks.” Reluctantly, he shifted to the side and watched her scurry about the room. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”
    She hiked up her shorts and then pulled her tank over her head. “Get you’re undies back on, unless you want to wander the halls in your birthday suit this time.”
    “Probably a good idea.” Although, he’d much rather go another round with her. “You need Kirk to help you pack?” he questioned as he started his search for his boxers.
    “The camera stuff. You’re cup of coffee and bagel are in the bathroom on the sink.”
    “Interesting place for them.” With a sadness he didn’t quite understand, he walked into the bathroom, underwear in hand, and shut the door. The room smelled as if he’d walked into an orange juice factory and that didn’t help.
    He brought the mug to his lips, and sipped. “Angie?”
    She pushed open the door. “Yeah?”
    “You’re flight leaves at eleven?”
    “Something like that.”
    “Share a cab?”
    “Share a cab with that hussy, never,” Kirk’s voice screeched in his ears.
    “Shut up,” Angie said. “We’ve got a limo, but you can hitch a ride.”
    “Not until the bastard pays me for the condoms,” Kirk said, giggling.
    “Sorry,” Angie whispered.
    “I’ll just take the shuttle.”
    She stepped in and closed the door. “I don’t want you to. And Kirk is just being an ass. He’s jealous that you weren’t interested in him.”
    Chad tried to toss that thought away. “I don’t want to get you in trouble with your boss.”
    “You won’t, so the ride’s on me.” Quickly, she lifted her T-shirt, giving him a nice view of her still puckered nipples.
    “You don’t play fair.”
    “Nope, I don’t.” She turned, bent at the waist and lowered her shorts, showing off her adorable ass.
    “That does it.” He pushed her aside and flung open the door. “Where’s your wallet,” he snapped at Kirk.
    “Huh?” Kirk gave him a puzzled look but reached in his back pocket and pulled out a small, brown leather wallet.
    Chad yanked it from his hands and opened it up.
    “What the hell? Give it back, man,” Kirk yelled. “Angie, your lover boy is ripping